Post by Little Bit on Mar 31, 2014 11:26:27 GMT -7
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Alex Stafford was just like Mama said. He was tall and dark, and Sarah had never seen anyone so beautiful. Even dressed in dusty riding clothes, his fur damp with perspiration, he was like the princes in the stories Mama read. Sarah's heart beat with wild joy and pride. none of the other fathers she saw at Mass compared to him.
He looked at her with his dark eyes, and her heart sang. She was wearing her best blue frock and pinafore, and Mama had braided her fur with pink and blue ribbons. Did Papa liek the way she looked? Mama said blue was his favorite color, why wasn't he smiling? Was she fidgeting? Mama said to stand straight and act like a lady. She said he would like that. But he didn't look happy at all.
"Isn't she beautiful Alex?" Mama said, her voice sounded strange....tight, like she was choking. "Isn't she the most beautiful little pup you've ever seen?"
Sarah watched Papa's dark eyes frown. He didn't look happy. He looked angry. Like Mama looked when Sarah talked too much or asked too many questions.
"Just a few minutes," Mama said quickly. Too quickly. Was she afraid? But why? "That's all I'm asking, Alex. Please. It would mean so much to her."
Alex Stafford stared down at Sarah. His mouth was pressed tightly, and he studied her silently. Sarah stood as still as she could. She'd stared herself in the mirror for so long this morning she knew what he would see. she had her father's chin and nose, her mother's blond fur and fair skin. Her eyes were like her mothers, too, although they were even more blue. Sarah wanted Papa to think she was pretty, she gazed up at him hopefully. But the look in his eyes was not a nice one.
"Did you pick blue on purpose Mae?" Papa's words startled Sarah. They were cold and angry. "Beacuse it brings out the color of her eyes?"
Sarah couldn't help it, she glanced at her mother - and her heart fell. Mama's face was filled with hurt.
Alex glanced towards the foyer. "CLEO!"
"She's not here." Mama said quietly, keeping her head high. "I gave her the day off."
Papa's eyes got even darker. "Did you? Well, that leaves you in a fix, doesn't it, darling?"
Mama stiffened, then bit her lip and glanced down at Sarah. Was was wrong? Sarah wondered sadly. Wasn't Papa happy to see her? She had been so excited that she was going to actually be with him at last, even for a little while...
"What would you have me do?" Mama's words were directed at Papa, so Sarah stayed silent still hoping.
"Send her away, she knows how to find Cleo, I would imagine."
Pink spots appeared on Mama's cheeks. "Meaning what, Alex? that I entertain others in your absence?"
Alex Stafford was just like Mama said. He was tall and dark, and Sarah had never seen anyone so beautiful. Even dressed in dusty riding clothes, his fur damp with perspiration, he was like the princes in the stories Mama read. Sarah's heart beat with wild joy and pride. none of the other fathers she saw at Mass compared to him.
He looked at her with his dark eyes, and her heart sang. She was wearing her best blue frock and pinafore, and Mama had braided her fur with pink and blue ribbons. Did Papa liek the way she looked? Mama said blue was his favorite color, why wasn't he smiling? Was she fidgeting? Mama said to stand straight and act like a lady. She said he would like that. But he didn't look happy at all.
"Isn't she beautiful Alex?" Mama said, her voice sounded strange....tight, like she was choking. "Isn't she the most beautiful little pup you've ever seen?"
Sarah watched Papa's dark eyes frown. He didn't look happy. He looked angry. Like Mama looked when Sarah talked too much or asked too many questions.
"Just a few minutes," Mama said quickly. Too quickly. Was she afraid? But why? "That's all I'm asking, Alex. Please. It would mean so much to her."
Alex Stafford stared down at Sarah. His mouth was pressed tightly, and he studied her silently. Sarah stood as still as she could. She'd stared herself in the mirror for so long this morning she knew what he would see. she had her father's chin and nose, her mother's blond fur and fair skin. Her eyes were like her mothers, too, although they were even more blue. Sarah wanted Papa to think she was pretty, she gazed up at him hopefully. But the look in his eyes was not a nice one.
"Did you pick blue on purpose Mae?" Papa's words startled Sarah. They were cold and angry. "Beacuse it brings out the color of her eyes?"
Sarah couldn't help it, she glanced at her mother - and her heart fell. Mama's face was filled with hurt.
Alex glanced towards the foyer. "CLEO!"
"She's not here." Mama said quietly, keeping her head high. "I gave her the day off."
Papa's eyes got even darker. "Did you? Well, that leaves you in a fix, doesn't it, darling?"
Mama stiffened, then bit her lip and glanced down at Sarah. Was was wrong? Sarah wondered sadly. Wasn't Papa happy to see her? She had been so excited that she was going to actually be with him at last, even for a little while...
"What would you have me do?" Mama's words were directed at Papa, so Sarah stayed silent still hoping.
"Send her away, she knows how to find Cleo, I would imagine."
Pink spots appeared on Mama's cheeks. "Meaning what, Alex? that I entertain others in your absence?"
Sarah's smile fell in confusion. They spoke so coldly to one another. Neither looked at her. Had they forgotten she was there? What was wrong? Mama was distraught. Why was Papa so angry about Cleo not being home.
Sarah chewed her lip and looked between them. Stepping closer, she tugged on her father's coat. "Papa..."
"Don't call me that."
She blinked, frightened and confused by his manner. He WAS her papa. He eve bright her presents every time he came. Mama gave them to her. Maybe he was angry she never thanked him for them. "I want to thank you for the presents you-"
To be Continued....
(My computer can't handle me typing the rest of part one without the internet crashing)
Sarah chewed her lip and looked between them. Stepping closer, she tugged on her father's coat. "Papa..."
"Don't call me that."
She blinked, frightened and confused by his manner. He WAS her papa. He eve bright her presents every time he came. Mama gave them to her. Maybe he was angry she never thanked him for them. "I want to thank you for the presents you-"
To be Continued....
(My computer can't handle me typing the rest of part one without the internet crashing)
Poor sarah. I bet her mom gave the presents to her and said they were from her papa.
I have actually done custom music before but I have never had any issues with it. You could try renaming it as one of the original songs and remove the original song from the songz folder.
got my game going now yay!!!!